PSA #001

[samagawaru]

[This message was only ment for Souji Okita, but Saitou doesn't get how to use the Dreamberry well so it ended up broadcasting to everyone.
It is clear that Saitou is not happy right now.]

HOW DARE YOU!! I don't even know how you had the guts or the conscience to pull off something like that. But you had me worried for a long time

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[fukuchou]

Hm? I can't die? Am I immortal now~?

I wasn't hiding from you, Hajime-kun; my name never left the resident list, did it?

My, my... and broadcasting this to everyone. It's a little irritating.

[fukuchou]

[A pause.]

...Mhm. You were~

[samagawaru]

Please tell me where you are now, Souji-kun...

[fukuchou]

Where I always am, Saitou. I still live in the same place.

Like I said~ a poor trick.

[samagawaru]

...

Stay there. I will be there soon.

[fukuchou]

Fine, fine. Jeez.

[PSA -> Action]

[samagawaru]

[It took a bit longer than usual for him to find Souji's apartment. He had not been there for a while and forgotten how to get there. But once he was there, he knocked on the door loudly and fell against the wall near it. His breathing was labored and sweat was dripping on his face. He wanted to see Souji, and it was obvious he wanted to see him now.]

Open up...

[Action]

[fukuchou]

It's open.

[Was called, from inside. He was cooking dinner; he was supposed to eat along with the medication Muraki had given him. Uncharacteristically, he'd be in loose-fitting, comfortable Western clothing, more suitable for the warm temperature.]

[samagawaru]

[He'd walk in, trying to catch his breath.]

Souji-kun...

[And quickly wandered off to where he heard noise. To his surprise, he saw Souji wearing western clothing. But none of that mattered right now. He walked right up to him and hugged him from behind.

Even when Souji told him he was okay and that the whole time that he had been alie, he was still relieved that he was still there.]

[fukuchou]

[Souji had to calm the gut reaction that almost had him elbowing Saitou in the face. Instead, he simply raised a slow brow and continued what he was doing.]

Don't be so clinging, Hajime-kun~ the heat is unbearable enough without you being my second shirt.

[A little surprised by the display of.. what? Affection? Relief? He didn't know. But it was awkward, whatever it was.]

[samagawaru]

[Saitou pulled away when Souji asked him to. It was slightly embarrassing for him to be that affectionate with him anyway.]

I am sorry, Souji-kun.

[He said, but wouldn't move too far from him. He looked up at him quietly, still admiring the fact that he was doing okay.]

Where...should we start?

[fukuchou]

[He'd seem a little better than before, in fact; a little less pale. The medication was helping. He still, however, didn't look over at Saitou.]

How should I know? You're the one who insisted on seeing me, Hajime-kun, not the other way around. So You should have something in mind.

[samagawaru]

[Saitou went to stand next to him and looked up at his face. He did notice that he was a little less pale and even seemed a bit more lively than usual.]

I guess a good place to begin is...what did you do in the time since we last spoke.

[Not exactly getting where he should start since he wanted to know everything.]

[fukuchou]

Hmmn~? Well, let's see. I redecorated a bit. [He gestured lazily about the house.] And began an afterschool Fencing Team, and made little Alice the team manager.

Otherwise, nothing of interest. Met a few new sword talents, promised not to kill anyone, saw a doctor for m condition. The usual.

[A pause, and then he added, smirking,]

Oh, yes. And I went on a date~ Not so usual.

[Had never happened before in his life, in fact.]

[samagawaru]

[He was about to comment about everything that Souji mentioned to him until he heard about the 'date']

Oh...? How...

[He paused and was suddenly uncomfortable with the situation.]

Uhm...was the date.

[fukuchou]

[A slim shrug of shoulders, to that. It wasn't like he'd intended to go on it seriously, or that he had much to compare it to.

Still... it had been.... pleasant. Surprisingly.]

Who knows? Better than it could have gone, I guess.